Heaven on Wheels
a sonnet for Franziska
Franziska rollerblades the cobblestones
Gathering speed when fast wheels strike smooth tar
But she will not fall she will break no bones
Nor will she ever be struck by a car
For this is how God works his wily will
Through Franziska franzipping down the street
Teaching us joy all the way down the hill
The joy God would show us before we meet
The model he shares with us of his grace
In order to prepare for the surprise
When unnumbered stars skate before our face
And the blindfold at last falls from our eyes
I hope we are on wheels like she is now
Who transcends the why to embrace the how
+Steven Curtis Lance
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